… I decide to follow in the tradition of many bands who are doing the “scene” these days and go out as xxxxx’s xxxxxxx…
I’m sorry if I sound opinionated, and I often do, but why do many of these original artists form bands around one particular member – who often wasn’t actually that major a member – and then strut around with their ego swinging like a pair of cannonballs dangling between their legs?… and why are so many of them the band whose CD’s you find in the wire mesh bins at the end of the aisle in Woolies HMV for £2.99?
May I add one exception here though – Martin Turner’s Wishbone Ash which is FAR SUPERIOR in both performance and attitude to another Wishbone Ash and certainly doesn’t need a wheelbarrow of any type to get the ego into the room…
There. I said it.
Kris Hudson-Lee’s Manning…. nope, doesn’t work for me either.